I have, for some reason, always wanted to be someone I’m not.

I have wanted to be the popular girl who has friends galore and is never alone.

I have wanted to be the badass femme who has never needed a man, can handle herself, and has the whole world at her feet for just being her.

I have wanted to be the heroine in action movies who doesn’t care about what others think about her, for she is only concerned with saving the world.

And it kills me to know that, in my own eyes, I will never be enough.

I will forever be on this never ending search for the womxn I want to be, but can never become.

Forever hating the womxn I am for not being enough. For being the always sweet, always kind, always self-sacrifing and self-conscious human being that I am.

Then, as I’m writing this, it hit me.

I am all of these womxn.

I have enough friends to never truly be alone. Friends that will come to my aide at 3 in the morning, a 30 minutes drive, just because I had another breakdown.

I can damn well handle myself and my happiness does not depend on any man. I might not have the world at my feet, but I can unapologetically be myself and that I will do. Watch me.

I am my own heroine and I am saving the world one day at a time.

See, even if I can’t notice this on a daily basis, at the end of the day, when I reflect on the good and the bad of life, I am not dissapointed in the mujer I am.

I am a strong, hardworking, kind hearted individual who does not give up! I may not be the media’s representation of this womxn, but that doesn’t stop me.

I do not and will never apologize for who I am.